A roosaddaydiiyey, bushimahaaga malab baa ka soo tiftifqaya, Oo carrabkaaga hoostiisana malab iyo caanaa ku jira. Oo dharkaaga caraftiisuna waa sida carafta Buur Lubnaan.
Your lips, O my bride, drop honey as the honeycomb; honey and milk are under your tongue. And the odor of your garments is like the odor of Lebanon.
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